For a long time I was searching for this girl I slept with, she was my companion in my mom’s womb but I couldn’t tell who exactly she was, I saw her in my mirror every morning, I still left her to find her later in the day in the small handbag mirror for fresh makeup. She went to school and they called her a school girl, back home she was mummy’s girl, outside she was a friend and a foe to her play mates. Well she turned out to be a teacher but was that that she really was? She was still in a search for herself. Like twists and turns in a river, life did offer many of those. Suspended from her Job for snatching a girl from the claws of a hungry head teacher; tossed to life no job, no money left with only one true friend- God who directed her to who she was. A fighter, a lioness she was inside a beautiful chocolate skin to fight for the rights of the girl child that dwell with the wretched of the earth in her country Uganda.